Soul Khan - Place That Birthed Me lyrics
[Soul Khan - Place That Birthed Me lyrics]
It's like: straight from the city
Of sunshine and silicone
Even on the busiest streets
You still feel alone
Unless you're repping a set or set to direct
A mill or millimeter's how
They measure respect
They say the weather is best
But sometimes it rains and
Sometimes it bleeds cause drugs
Line the veins of
All kinds of fiends, they all got the need
In the hills and the ghetto
And what lies between
Got one life to lead, but two different faces
Prime real estate for the youthful and famous
Too many cops are abusive and racist
But white folks still staying
Glued to the matrix
Chicks drop stacks for rags on rodeo
Then they hit the strip to
Sniff some more yayo
Dudes on the street sipping
Forties like they're Drano
The city where the angel pawned his own halo
Let's take a trip to the
Place that birthed me
Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy
Los Angeles, I can't love it enough
So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up
Now, I could spit a
Reference to different intersections
But that wouldn't capture California
In it's essence
The asphalt is scalding beneath your chucks
Wherever we post up, there's burrito trucks
And the traffic in the city turns
The corner to a jukebox
Bumping ever genre from Foreigner to 2Pac
Peace to the homie selling
Oranges a few blocks
Up, now he's got a small
Fortune in his tubesocks
It's where I learned to freestyle
With ease and fluency
Used to hear people preach peace and unity
The women were an infinite
Spectrum of thickness
And greeted every increase in
Heat with nudity
Now I'm in the east with a
Dream and a tunnel vision
You gotta leave home to see
Home for what it isn't
So some day, I'll return like the sun arisen
And on my mama's mama
I hope that nothing's different
Let's take a trip to the
Place that birthed me
Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy
Los Angeles, I can't love it enough
So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up
Of sunshine and silicone
Even on the busiest streets
You still feel alone
Unless you're repping a set or set to direct
A mill or millimeter's how
They measure respect
They say the weather is best
But sometimes it rains and
Sometimes it bleeds cause drugs
Line the veins of
All kinds of fiends, they all got the need
In the hills and the ghetto
And what lies between
Got one life to lead, but two different faces
Prime real estate for the youthful and famous
Too many cops are abusive and racist
But white folks still staying
Glued to the matrix
Chicks drop stacks for rags on rodeo
Then they hit the strip to
Sniff some more yayo
Dudes on the street sipping
Forties like they're Drano
The city where the angel pawned his own halo
Let's take a trip to the
Place that birthed me
Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy
Los Angeles, I can't love it enough
So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up
Now, I could spit a
Reference to different intersections
But that wouldn't capture California
In it's essence
The asphalt is scalding beneath your chucks
Wherever we post up, there's burrito trucks
And the traffic in the city turns
The corner to a jukebox
Bumping ever genre from Foreigner to 2Pac
Peace to the homie selling
Oranges a few blocks
Up, now he's got a small
Fortune in his tubesocks
It's where I learned to freestyle
With ease and fluency
Used to hear people preach peace and unity
The women were an infinite
Spectrum of thickness
And greeted every increase in
Heat with nudity
Now I'm in the east with a
Dream and a tunnel vision
You gotta leave home to see
Home for what it isn't
So some day, I'll return like the sun arisen
And on my mama's mama
I hope that nothing's different
Let's take a trip to the
Place that birthed me
Home of Roscoe's and big game worthy
Los Angeles, I can't love it enough
So no matter where I'm at, I put my w's up